Happy Valentine's Day

Let's just start this post by saying that I can be a real baby sometimes. Tonight was one of those nights.

Rich and I went to the store to get some milk, and I was in a little bit of a bad mood. He's going out of town tomorrow on another track trip, and I have a hard time when he's gone. I get really sad and lonely. That had me down, and that also meant that he would be coming back on Sunday (i.e., Valentine's Day). I know this is pathetic, but I really wanted flowers before he left. I knew he wouldn't be able to get me flowers when he got back on Sunday, so I was kind of expecting him to get me flowers for tonight, even though I'd told him that I didn't want anything for Valentine's Day (girls can be silly like that sometimes). I came home from work, and...no flowers. So, I was a little sad.

We went into Smith's, and, (me obviously not thinking) after seeing the Valentine's Day section in the store, I told Rich, "You didn't even get me flowers." Wow, I am rude. So, now I was upset, and Rich didn't feel so good either.

Anyway, we got home, and Rich asked me if I could warm up some water for hot cocoa. I went into the kitchen, and Rich went into our spare room (his room - where his closet and dresser are). He came back out with these:

I started to cry (making me even more of a baby) because I was so happy that he'd gotten me flowers and that I had been so mean to him. All I could do was apologize and smile and thank him. Isn't he so sweet?!

He'd gotten the flowers before he went to practice and had hidden them in the closet so I wouldn't even be able to smell them. He knew that I was expecting flowers and wanted to surprise me. And he did!

The flowers are beautiful - lilies and roses. These are the prettiest ones he's ever gotten me.

I asked him if I needed to get him anything, and he said that letting him buy "Little Big League" last night ($4 at FYE) was enough. He's so easy to please. I think I'll share my chocolates with him, too.